Obsessive to second guessin

I deepen to a false sleep

A strange dream of a long time

It feels seductive as a high rhyme that minfcks your soul and you forget what the moment was about.

I chase the doze to see him put a dozen where I lay my knights in

Some for the sin, the adrenaline ride

Ruthless to kill cupid since he blasted at you homie

Life blind to love as evil as one who sees dead people

Something with the potential to bump me to an instrumental 

I'm from the ghetto where sewwer bitches falsetto to a capello me la pelas, sola and chilla? a false setta, go getta , get it to a ghetto world, cold girl, open hearse, rehearsin what's on my heart is what's worse.

Once you see them fallin, yo quick to kneel down and rise a cuerno. I play a part, die to rot, brave enough to be forgot.

This a trance, my vida en stanze

Instant tuition of mental abuse meant to a tye of a curse

The clouds I count are pure illusion

Stirred up the soop to give hunger it's feedin

Then I swallowed the pill, of an external collection. 

Eternal posession

I know that if I rest to eye, death will lead me to resurrection.